Contradicting Feelings in Different Situations

Armed with as much zeal as I can, I took the train this morning to work. Never have I felt such a drag in coming to work. Having relocated to the far-flunk wasn't helping in any way to what I feel.

The greatly anticipated weekend came and went... it was too short, too fast. Its always the wait that takes so long, and the actual thing itself is way too short. It is short if one look at it in terms of days. I wait a full 5-days to enjoy only a weekend that is a short 2-day. Working out the math, it sure doesn't seem like a far-and-square game of waiting. Someone might say, I'll be excited to hop onto the train to get to work if things were the other way round. Or, taking an even nearer expample, I LOVE Mondays when I was in Sydney. As true and right that might be, I do not want to discuss about that right now. I just want to wallow and complain, whine and bash things up.

I hate mondays..... *sigh*...

Arggh.